Georgie: You want to sit down or something?
Herman: I sit down, I might not ever get up. [a pair of men enter the gambling room] Uh-oh. Dixie mafia.
Georgie: What do we do?
Herman: Just stay calm. Let me do the talking.
Dixie Mafia #1: Who's in charge here?
Herman: [points to Georgie] He is. [runs off]
Dixie Mafia #1: Give us the money.
Georgie: I-I can't. I have a daughter to support.
Dixie Mafia #1: Hope she likes being an only child. [holds up a pair of scissors]
[Georgie wakes up in bed with Mandy. He peeks down at his body under the covers and sighs.]

Georgie: What're you doing up?
Missy: Can't sleep.
Georgie: Same.
Missy: You want some tea?
Georgie: Hot tea? What am I, the Queen of England?

Missy: You okay?
Georgie: Don't become an adult. It sucks.
Missy: [scoffs] Too late. Do you know how much it costs to feed a family these days? If it wasn't for double coupons, I don't know how we'd manage.
Georgie: Well, making the money's no picnic either. I mean, I want to provide for Mandy and CeeCee, but... [sighs] ...it's really working my last nerve.
Missy: I spend my whole day holding this house together and no one even says, "Thank you."
Georgie: I get it. I get home from work, but does anyone ask how my day was?
Missy: How was your day?
Georgie: Don't ask.
Missy: Why do we even do it?
Georgie: Well, I got a fiancee and a baby, and we're all sleeping in Sheldon's room.
Missy: Oh, yeah, you're screwed. I mean why do I do it?